I was under my mother's feet as she was unpacking our stuff, she told me to go out into the garden and explore. I was further away from the house than I'd ever been on my own before and I was still in the garden. I was by the back fence standing under a tree, not a tree in our new garden, the tree was beyond our fence but the branches crossed the fence and hung over our back garden.

I was just looking back at the house, marvelling at the size of the garden of the house that my dad had got as a part of his pay packet and suddenly my view was blocked by an upside down face, an upside down boy's face, growing down from out of the tree.

"Hi, my name's Peter...Peter Clarke, what's yours?"

I jumped out of my skin but I managed to say or rather stammer, "Andrew Flint!"

Peter had to be part bat the way that he was able to hang from the tree upside down like that. Then he seemed to do a forward roll, he dropped out of the tree and down onto the ground, he fell ten whole feet and didn't kill himself, didn't break a bone or fracture his skull or anything, in fact, he seemed to be perfectly okay, not horribly injured like my mother told me would happen if I ever climbed a tree and fell like that.

Peter offered me his hand to shake and as we shook hands, he looked over his shoulder and said, "How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

"None, there's just me."

"Is your mother pretty?"

I nodded my head.

"Does she have nice tits?"

I gasped at his question, "I have no idea."

"Does your mother have a bushy pussy or is she shaved?"

"God...I have no idea about anything like that!"

"Don't you ever see her undressed or in her bra and knickers?"

I shook my head.

Peter walked away from me, straight up to the kitchen door, he kicked his shoes off, knocked on the back door and then he just walked straight in without being asked to go in.

He marched straight up to my mother and offered her his hand, "Good morning Mrs Flint and welcome to the family...I'm Peter Clarke, my family own Glebe Construction...well, just about everything Glebe in the area actually!"

My mother seemed confused and stunned at Peter's intrusion, no one had ever just walked in our house before.

Peter looked at the open fridge door, the fridge was empty...totally empty.

"Would you like some butter, milk, and cheese Mrs Flint?"

"Oh, that's okay Peter, I'm going to pop out and familiarise myself with the local village shop as soon as I've straightened out the kitchen."

Peter gave my mother a sweet grin, I saw that he was looking straight at her chest as he smiled at her and I saw my mother blush a little because of where Peter was looking.

Peter sat on our back door step to put his shoes on, he was giving my mother a sly look, she was just reaching up to put a stack of plates on the top shelf of one of the cupboards, Peter leaned back, almost laying on the floor and he was looking up under the back of her dress.

He grinned at me and then he said, "Come on Andrew, I'll show you around the village!"

I looked at my mother, she had quite a red face now, "Mum, can I go with Peter please?"

"What...oh, okay...keep close to Peter and do whatever he tells you too, you don't know the area like him!"

We walked down the side of the house and out onto the road, I counted to ten seconds and looked up and down the street, the road outside my house never went ten seconds without a car driving up or down it.

Peter grinned at me, "Well, if you're interested, your mum has lovely tits and her pussy is clean shaven, she was wearing a red lace thong!"

"Liar!"

"Andrew...there's no point in lying about something like that...first thing in the morning, look in the laundry basket, see if your mum has put her red lace thong in it!"

I suddenly felt very uncomfortable, I looked down, my willy seemed to have grown, it seemed longer than it had ever been before and it was pushing the front of my shorts away from my body.

Peter laughed at me, "When I get a boner like that, I pull it up against my belly and let the elastic in my underpants hold it out of the way!"

I looked over at him, I could actually see the head of his cock, he looked like one of the Muslim boys at school, he didn't have a foreskin like me, just an exposed crown peeping out of the waistband of his trousers, "Your mother gave me this bone...mind you, it doesn't take much for me to grow one, I get hundreds of boners a day!"

Peter encouraged me to pull my cock up so that it wasn't poking out like it was. He grinned at me as I put my hand down the front of my shorts to sort my willy out, he even made it obvious that he was looking as I pushed my hand down my shorts.

"Looking at your turtle neck Andrew...your cock can grow twice that length!"

"What's a turtle neck?"

"The tube of empty skin hanging from the end of your cock, my mother calls it a turtle neck!"

"Are you a Muslim Peter?"

Peter laughed at that, "No, I'm a Sunday Catholic...why?"

"You're circumcised like Muslims are!"

Peter laughed out loud at that comment, "No, I'm not a Muslim, nor a Jew either and certainly not circumcised!"

"Really, it looks circumcised to me!"

Peter stood there right on the street in front of my house and pulled the front of his shirt up, the head of his cock was gone now, he pulled the front of his trousers and underpants down a little. I looked at his cock, it looked just like mine now, small and with a long tube of empty skin hanging off of the end of it.

I saw Peter close his eyes, "I'm remembering your mother's thong and bare pussy now!"

His cock literally sprang to attention, he filled out the tube of empty skin totally full and then his mushroom popped out from under his foreskin and his cock grew another half an inch...I couldn't believe my eyes, his cock had grown from just one inch long to five inches in a split second, just from remembering what he'd seen up under my mother's dress a few minutes earlier.

Another thing that I couldn't believe was that Peter was perfectly happy to show me his cock, not only because I'd only known him for five minutes but also because he was showing me his cock out in the street, where anyone could see him.

Peter pulled his trousers up and once again, the little eye in the end of his willy was peeking out over the top of his trousers.

Peter started walking down my new street away from the village towards the end of the road and as he walked, seemingly towards a dead end, he said, "Andrew...have you seen a real life women in the nude?"

I was shocked again, I shook my head and swallowed hard, my willy had stiffened again, fortunately, this time, it was still trapped by the front of my underpants, so it just slid up against my belly and no one saw that I had another stiffy.

Peter prodded my arm with his finger, "Well?"

"No, I've never seen a naked women, alive or dead!"

"Not alive or dead, I mean in real life or just on the internet?"

"My parents never allow me to use the internet unsupervised, I've never seen a naked woman at all!"

"Shit Andrew, your parents are weird...there's billions of pictures of girls and woman on the internet, I often look at them while I'm masturbating..." Peter gave me a sideways look, "...don't tell me, your parents don't allow you to masturbate either!"

I swallowed hard, "I don't masturbate"

"God...don't tell anyone around here that you don't masturbate, they'll think that you're simple or a liar!"

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Didn't you ever talk to your friends at your old place about girls, women or wanking?"

I shook my head, "I don't really have friends...didn't have any friends, there were only four white boys at my old school, the rest of the kids didn't really speak English good enough to have a conversation with."

We'd reached the end of the road, there was an overgrown entrance to a footpath out into the fields, I saw about fifty huge cows in the first field...cows and there could have been bulls...some of them had horns.

"Erm Peter...is it safe to go in that field full of bulls?"

He laughed at my ignorance, "We don't keep bulls in the same field with cows...usually not even on the same farm. They bring a new bull over every year or so, Bulls don't usually like to cover a cow that they've serviced before...bulls prefer 'New Cows', once they've had their cock in a cow, they become 'Old Cows'...these are all cows, the girls with the horns are just a different breed to the girls without. It isn't really safe to go close to them though, they won't deliberately hurt you but each one weighs about half a ton and if you get trapped between two of them, they could crush you to death!"

"How can you tell the difference between cows and bulls?"

Peter looked at me in disbelief, "Look under their bellies at the back, between their back legs, those are the udders where their milk comes from, if one were a bull, he wouldn't have udders hanging down like that, just a massive pair of balls where the cows udders are, but, where you would imagine his belly button would be if he were a human, a bull will have a little tuft of hair around the hole that his cock comes out from when he's excited."

There seemed to be a very large house in the middle of a field and Peter weaved along paths and tracks until we were at the back door of the house.

Peter wrapped with his knuckle on the back door, a very pretty woman opened the door, she looked like she was in an NBC suit, looked like she was decontaminating a nuclear reactor or something.

She looked at me suspiciously, then she lifted her face shield and smiled at Peter, "Good morning Peter darling...your father has already collected your dairy for the week!"

"I know Aunty Sarah, this is Andrew Flint...they moved in last night, I was wondering if Grandpa Ron had put them in the book yet!"

"No, he hasn't but that doesn't matter darling, we all knew that their family were due to move in this week sometime, just wait there for a minute!"

The door was closed and Sarah Clarke stepped away from the door. It took five minutes for the door to open again and a large cardboard box was thrust into Peter's hands. There was a kiss...not a family kind of a kiss between Sarah and Peter, it was a full on kiss on the lips.

"Thanks Aunty Sarah, see you on Sunday at lunchtime!"

We walked back to my new house, Peter again kicked his shoes off at the back door and just walked in, this time without knocking, "I'm sorry Mrs Flint, my hands were a little too full to knock the door before I opened it!"

"What have you got there...erm..."

"Peter...Mrs Flint...Peter Clarke. I've got two pounds of cheese, four pints of milk, a pound of butter, a pint of double cream and two pints of yogurt for you!"

My mum rushed over to take the box from Peter, "Where is all this from and how did you manage to carry it all on your own?"

"This is all from Glebe Dairy Mrs Flint...my grandfather will set up a regular ration for your family and it wasn't very heavy really, I'm eleven years old now, I could probably carry twice that much...possibly not as far though. Is it okay if I take Andrew and show him a little more of the village?"

My mother shook her head, I thought that she was telling Peter that I couldn't go with him but I was wrong, "My word...you look so...well...grown up for eleven, I thought that you were much older than Andrew...of course you can take Andrew around the village...what about lunch though, it's eleven o'clock now!"

Peter looked at me and then back at my mother, "You don't have to worry about Andrew's lunch Mrs Flint...my mother is a feeder, Andrew would have a fight on his hands to get away without getting a little something from my mother first!"

Peter took me through a few short cuts, along a few back passages and we were suddenly at another field full of cows, "That's my house over there!"

I looked at the side of the field, there was a row of four terraced houses, I recognised the pattern from Leicester, but strangely, three of the four front doors seemed to have been bricked over, small windows set in the front wall where three doors should have been.

"Which one does your family live in Peter?"

"The first upstairs window at this end of the house is my bedroom, the next window is the bathroom that I share with my two sisters, Dawn's bedroom is opposite my room, at the back and Sarah's bedroom is opposite our bathroom. The next two windows are guest bedrooms on at the back, opposite them is my mother's bedroom and her private bedroom, the big window over the front door are the stairs and then the far end of the house is all my father's rooms, his bedroom, his bathroom, his study and his dressing room."

I gave the line of windows a second look, I could see through the large window over the front door, there was a wide staircase that rose from roughly three feet away from the back of the front door and they went to about half way up to the first floor, then they branched off to the left and right and then I scanned past the two guest bedrooms and guest bathroom and that's when I got a little confused, I checked the room that Peter had said was his and his sister's bathroom.

"Erm Peter...how come your bathroom windows don't have crazy glass?"

"You mean obscure glass?"

"Yes, in the city every bathroom has to have glass that can't be seen through."

"Well, if we had anyone living opposite us, we'd probably have to have obscure glass too but things are a little more relaxed out here in the country."

I followed Peter down the side of his house, there was music playing through an open window at the side of the house, Peter stopped and looked in, he pointed to the taller of the two girls dancing, "That's my sister Sarah, she's thirteen and the other one is Dawn, she's my twin!"

I did a double take, "God, they're both naked!"

"They aren't naked, they're wearing unitards...what do girls usually wear when they dance over in Leicester?"

"Well, depends on their tribe...Punjabi suits, saris, salwar kameez, hijab, even tracksuits but they never dance just wearing body stockings!"

We went on past the back wall of the house, and into Peter's back garden, I'd thought that our new house came with a large back garden but Peter's garden looked like it was a field, they even had a swimming pool at the side of their house.

Peter said, seemingly to no one in particular, "This is Andrew Flint, the new boy in the village and I'm showing him around the area!"

I suddenly realised that there was actually someone there at the side of the pool, a ginger haired woman on a sun lounger, she looked a little younger than my mother and all she was wearing was a skimpy bikini, the top left little of her breasts to the imagination, it was black but seemed so sheer that it was almost see through and offered her massive melons no support whatsoever. She rolled onto her hip and pushed herself up off of the lounger, she pulled at the waistband of her bikini bottoms, pulling them up higher forming a rather sexy looking 'W' at the tops of her thighs as the flimsy material was pulled up inside her body. Her bikini bottoms looked massive compared to the top, it was a full black triangle that covered her body up to her belly button but as she turned, I realised that the side of her bikini bottoms were only an inch wide and the back panel was just a thin string that had disappeared up between the crack of her buttocks.

I gasped when I saw the naked round orbs of her buttocks, she looked straight at the front of my shorts and smiled, "Are you Greek Adrian?"

I shook my head...Peter said, "Andrew mum...his name is Andrew Flint!"

She looked up from my willy trying to push its way out of my shorts to my face, "Shame...it sounded to me like he's a bottom man!"

Peter chuckled, "But your bum is so lovely mum that even boob men love to look at it"

I gasped again as I looked over at Peter, I would never have dared to say boob in front of my mother.

She ruffled Peter's hair, "Thank you darling, it's nice to be appreciated...you boys look a little hot and bothered, why don't you pop into the pool for half an hour before lunch?"

I was trying to force my dry mouth to form the words. 'I can't go swimming, I don't have any swimming trunks!' when I saw Peter dropping his trousers and underpants onto the floor, he was still super stiff and his mother was looking at his hard cock, she stopped him jumping in the pool and took a hold of his cock, rolling it in her fingers, "Are you keeping your cock clean properly darling?"

"Yes mum...I've just been hard a lot so far today and it's been rubbing on my trousers!"

She smiled and let go of his cock, she looked at her hand and then dried it on her towel, then she looked at me, "Don't be shy Arthur...we don't bother with swimming costumes in the pool, I only wear a bikini while I'm on my sun lounger because I can be seen from the footpath on high top over there!"

She pointed over to the west, I could see the cows in the field at the side of the house and then a hump of a hill with people walking to a viewing point high above the mainly flat fields around. She ruffled my hair the way she had ruffled Peter's hair and then she walked towards the house. I was looking at Peter and heard Mrs Clarke say, "How's the dancing going girls?"

I looked over my shoulder and spotted Sarah and Dawn talking to their mother halfway between the house and the pool, Sarah was complaining that Dawn had put in a step change in the dance move that was difficult to execute and while her older sister was moaning about her choreography, Dawn slipped past her mother and walked over to us, she pulled at the neck of her unitard and wriggled it down over her shoulders and arms, "Hi new boy...I'm Dawn...are you coming in the pool with us?"

Dawn put her hand on top of my shoulder to steady herself as she pulled her unitard down over her legs and she stepped out of the neck hole, totally naked, she smiled at me and then slipped into the pool at the side of her brother.

I heard a vehicle...a tractor probably...in the field full of cows, a man called out, "Come on ladies...lunch time!"

My head was spinning, Peter and Dawn were naked in the pool, their mother was almost naked and now Sarah, the older sister was stripping out of her unitard and it sounded like a man was serving lunch to a field of cows...that, or there were women out in the field of cows that were about to have a picnic.

Sarah pushed me in the middle of my back, "Come on new boy, let's see what you're hiding in those pants!"

I stripped quickly and jumped in the pool. Peter and his sisters didn't care at all that they were all naked, I'd totally forgotten that I couldn't actually swim and after drowning to death and being rescued by Dawn, pulled to the side of the pool where I was propped with my back against the side of the pool, she hooked my elbows over the drain gully around the edge of the pool. My feet floated to the surface and suddenly my cock and balls popped out of the water. Dawn copied my stance and her body floated to the surface, her pussy mound and her little titties popped out of the water like my cock and balls had just done.

Dawn looked down my body, "Your cock looks nice...do you prefer girls to be shaved...trimmed...or, woolly?"

I looked down at her pussy mound, "Yours looks nice like that!"

Dawn giggled and thanked me.

"Hi kids, is your mother about?"

I almost drowned again as I let go of the drain gulley to see who had just spoken.

Peter swam over to me, "That's Paul...our uncle, you met his wife earlier at the dairy."

Sarah slithered half out of the pool, her breasts were over the edge of the pool as she rested her weight on her elbows on the path around the pool and she puckered her lips, Paul bent down and kissed her square on her lips...quite a long kiss and definitely nothing like I'd associate with the kind of kiss that an uncle would give his niece.

Dawn slipped away from my side as Paul and Sarah kissed and she swam in an arc, leaving the water at her sister's side and adopting the same pose, waiting for her kiss from her uncle.

Paul swapped his affection from Sarah to Dawn but his kiss with Dawn wasn't quite as long as the kiss with Sarah.

While Paul was kissing Dawn, Sarah said, "Vicky's in the kitchen getting lunch ready!"

Paul nodded a welcome in my direction and then he walked towards the kitchen, I was at a slight angle to Paul because I was further along the pool, as Paul walked in the direction of the kitchen, I saw him unfastening the belt holding his trousers up as he walked along. I gave Dawn a confused look, "Is Paul your father's brother or your mother's?"

"One of Dad's brother's!"

"Oh!"

"Don't be so shocked new boy, it's only Greek sex, not love or anything!"

"I don't really know anything about sex...Greek or any other kind!"

Dawn looked towards the kitchen, then she gestured with her head for me to follow her. Dawn swam to the ladder out of the pool, I followed her by dragging my sorry arse along the gutter around the side of the pool, I climbed out of the pool and followed Dawn to the kitchen window. I could hear a rhythmic grunting sound from the direction of the open kitchen door, there was something very familiar to the 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh!' from the kitchen, I'd heard my mother making that same sound in her bedroom at night when I was supposed to be asleep quite a few times in my life.

I looked through the kitchen window, Vicky was face down on the kitchen table, Paul was behind her, his trousers and underpants in a puddle around his ankles. Paul had pulled Vicky's bikini bottoms to one side and, don't ask me how I knew but Paul was fucking her from behind as if they were a pair of mating dogs. I also spotted that Paul had pulled the cups of Vicky's bikini top out of the way so that he could maul her breasts as he screwed her.

Dawn said, "That's Greek sex!"

"And how is that different to any other sex?"

"Not any other sex, but straight sex!"

I was very confused...I was only eleven, I'd only just mastered long division, we wouldn't even start to study human biology until next year at 'Big School'.

Dawn shook her head at me in disbelief, she'd turned to face me and suddenly she grabbed my right hand, turned it so that my palm was toward her and she parted her legs, pulling my hand between her legs, she pressed my index finger against her pussy, wiggled it from side to side until it slipped inside her body a little, "That's the hole a man uses for straight sex..." Dawn turned her back on me but hadn't let go of my index finger, suddenly she was pulling my finger against her bottom, "...this is the hole a man uses for Greek sex, you can feel by how loose my muscle is that I've done it a few times already myself."

Dawn changed tack then, she reached behind me and she felt my bum hole with her own finger, she grinned at me, "Peter will love how tight your bum is...it isn't a gay thing though, it's just that Peter is a quarter Greek and bumming a girl or a boy is just seen as exercise to Greek boys!"

Paul started to groan and then he swore, Dawn said, "Sounds like Uncle Paul has finished!"

I looked back through the kitchen window, Paul was just pulling away from Vicky, he was wearing a condom on his cock, I could see that the pink condom was streaked with brown and I knew that it wasn't a fashion thing. Dawn's mother pushed herself up from the table, she pulled her bikini top forwards and shook her breasts back into place, Paul was just fastening his belt and closing his fly zipper as Vicky pulled the back panel of her bikini bottoms back into place in the crack between her bum cheeks.

"Kids, lunch is ready!" Vicky had a really loud voice but then it needed to be loud to reach the pool twenty yards away from the house from inside the kitchen.

Dawn grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen door, I resisted, "I need to dry off and put my shorts on first!"

Dawn laughed, "There are towels at the back door, we're expected to put one on the chair seat if we eat in the nude!"

I allowed Dawn to pull me into the kitchen, we both picked up towels as we passed through the open door. Sarah and Peter rolled through the door play-fighting with each other as they snatched towels off of the pile.

Victoria told the three of them to wash their hands in their bathroom and she took my arm and guided me into a small bathroom at the side of the kitchen, Peter complained that I was allowed to use the small bathroom so why couldn't he.

Vicky said, "You three have your own bathroom and when you can prove that you can keep it tidy, I'll let you use the other bathrooms in the house...but never mine!"

I was standing at the sink rolling soap between my hands, Vicky put her hands on my shoulders, "Did you find that instructive Anthony?"

"Sorry Mrs Clarke...what?"

"If you had told me that you were Greek...or even part Greek, I would have let you do me that way like Paul did!"

I stammered, "I'm still a virgin Mrs Clarke..."

Vicky chuckled, "And you'll remain a virgin for a very long time if you don't grasp at the opportunities that come along Alan!"

"I'm Andrew Mrs Clarke...Andrew Flint!"

"I'm sorry my dear, I'm terrible with names but just remember, grasp the opportunities when they turn up my boy!"

I dried my hands and followed Vicky back into the kitchen, she pointed at a chair, "You can sit there...erm..."

"Andrew Mrs Clarke!"

I remembered what Dawn had said and I covered the seat of the dining chair with the small towel that I'd collected on my way into the kitchen. Paul sat at the side of the table, opposite me, Vicky sat next to him, the table was laid out with five seats, a dining chair with arms at the head and two seats, without arms, on each side, there was no seat at the foot end of the table...I put my maths skills to good use, we would be one more people than seats, unless the sixth seat was around in another room.

Dawn, Sarah and Peter rolled down the stairs, the play fight had picked up again but now Dawn was involved in the fight as well.

Dawn seemed to be holding back in the doorway from the living room into the kitchen, Peter took the seat at the head of the table, the chair with the armrests and Sarah sat next to me...once everyone was settled down, Dawn stepped forward and said theatrically, "Who can I share a seat with?"

I looked at Vicky's face, she raised her eyebrows, I said nothing, I just slipped over to one side of my seat, leaving an area of my seat free between myself and Sarah. Dawn thanked me and she sat with me on my seat.

I bit into a sandwich, Dawn turned her face to me, her lips brushed my cheek as she whispered, "There isn't much room on this chair, if you put your arm over my back, I can get a little closer to you and you can help to hold me on the seat."

I reached my left arm around her lower back, my hand on her hip as she shuffled in closer to me. I looked back at Vicky, she was smiling at me now and nodding her head.

Dawn picked up a sandwich with her left hand and started eating it, her right hand slowly crept over my left thigh and she was stroking my cock as we sat eating our lunch.

I had two sandwiches and a few crisps from the sharing bowl in the middle of the table, Dawn asked me if I'd like another sandwich but I shook my head, "No, thank you very much but I'm full!"

"Do you like to listen to the top forty on the radio Andrew?"

I looked nervously in Vicky's direction again, and again, she smiled as she nodded her head.

"I like most kinds of music Dawn."

"Mum, can I take Andrew to my bedroom to listen to the radio please?"

"Of course you can darling!"

Dawn took my hand and guided me up to her bedroom, not that she really needed to, I had a map of their house in my head, I knew which bedroom was Peter's and that opposite his was Dawn's.

I expected Dawn to close her bedroom door but she didn't, she pulled me around to face her, my back towards her bed, she kissed me, not just her lips against mine, she tickled my lips with the tip of her tongue, encouraging me to open my mouth as she pushed her tongue into my mouth.

Her right hand was on my cock again, she pulled her lips off of mine and she looked down at my cock, "How often do you masturbate Andrew?"

I spotted Peter going into his bedroom, he looked at me and his twin sister and grinned at me.

I shook my head, "I've never done it before!"

"Would you like me to masturbate you, let you feel what it's like?"

I nodded my head enthusiastically and Dawn started to rub my cock a little harder, a little faster, suddenly there was a shadow from her bedroom doorway, Vicky was there, she had a box of condoms in her hand, "Dawn darling, make sure that Adam wears one of these if his cock gets anywhere close to your vagina...it might be better for him to use one even if all you give him is Greek sex, it'll be far less messy!"

Dawn turned and took the box from her mother, "Thanks mum."

Dawn returned to wanking me and as she rubbed, she told me to do the same to her, she taught me everything that I needed to know about masturbating a girl and I got her breathless just a moment before she did the same for me, only my breathlessness came with a little spurt of juice flying out of my cock all over her belly.

"How are you feeling Andrew?"

I grinned at her, "I'm on top of the world, that was great...thanks!"

"Would you like me to suck your cock until you're hard again and trying for part two?"

I nodded my head. It only took Dawn five minutes to get my willy hard again with her mouth and as soon as I was hard again, she wrapped my cock in a condom and she climbed on her bed face down with her legs wide open.

Dawn was giving me detailed instructions about how to do Greek sex on her and as soon as I got into my stride Peter walked in and sat on the bed at the side of us, he was stroking my buttocks as I screwed his twin sister up her bum, he rubbed his finger tip over my bum hole, "Can I do that to you sometime Andrew...you know...when we get to know each other better?"

"Perhaps, I'll have to see!"

I filled the condom and rolled away from Dawn gasping for breath, Peter pushed me away and suddenly he was on his sister's back doing her the same way that I'd just done.

I watched as Peter filled his condom and then we went back down to the garden to get dressed, Vicky was sitting on her sun lounger, she was looking over at the hill with the footpath up to the viewing point, I looked over, there was a man with binoculars at the viewing point and he was looking straight at Vicky, she was rubbing sunscreen over her breasts, she had pulled her bikini top's cups to one side so that her breasts were totally exposed as she oiled them.

I dressed and Peter finished my guided tour of my new village, mainly with reference to the various members of his family and which ones liked sex and which ones didn't.

When I got back home, my dad's car was on the drive, where the large removal's van had been parked when I went out.

I walked into the kitchen and was just about to shout out that I was home but I stopped, I could hear a faint, "Huh...huh...huh...huh!" from my parent's bedroom above me.

I thought, 'My God, my mum and dad are fucking and it's only four o'clock in the afternoon'

Then I wondered what Peter would do...actually, looking at their family, Vicky wouldn't have batted an eyelid if Peter had walked in on her screwing with his father...but what would my mum and dad do if I walked in on them?

I crept to the top of the stairs but didn't go as far as the landing, I stopped five steps short of the top and lay on my stomach on the stairs, I peeked around the corner, their bedroom door was open, I made the door squeak a little as I pushed it the last inch to get a better view, mum stopped the "Huh...huh...huh! What was that?"

My dad looked over at the bedroom door, "Just a gust of wind against the bedroom door! I've never known you to be so turned on before."

"Well, I was wearing the lingerie set you bought for me from London and with my freshly shaved pussy, I felt really sexy with all the workmen in and out and all around, the man connecting the phone flirted with me, he followed me up the stairs when I was showing him where I wanted the new phone extension installed, that was a massive turn on, I knew that he could see my sexy knickers under my dress but I can't work out why he kept telling me that he was one hundred percent Greek though!"

I thought, 'I know why!'

Dad started to push his cock in her again, "Pity I wasn't here when he was saying that...the guy I'm going to be working for is half Greek, he was telling me that the Greek community love to have recreational sex with anyone, just for the fun of it and the exercise, he told me at the pub that it's a kind of code, if a man tells a Greek woman that he's Greek, she'll usually offer him Greek sex at the very least!"

Mum did a few more "Huh...huh...huh's." before pausing again, "I hope that we did the right thing moving over here darling!"

"Look, we're fucking in the middle of the afternoon for the first time in eleven years...Andrew is out with a friend for the first time in his life, he's been out of the house for over five hours already, he's never been out of the house on his own before."

"That's because our old area was far too dangerous for a white boy to walk around on his own!"

I watched her arch her back off of the bed and she started out at her usual grunting rhythm but it soon increased in speed until she had a full blown orgasm and when she got her breath back, she said, "Would you like me to get you off with my mouth now darling?"

"That would be wonderful darling, I checked up on the internet, after my chat with Ron Clarke, about Greek sex, it means anal sex, perhaps we could try it that way one day!"

Mum stopped moving, she looked very thoughtful, dad looked a little panicked, "Have I gone too far?"

"No, not at all, I was just thinking...see if you can find one of those 'Wonder wand' kind of vibrators on the internet, the kind with the fat battery pack that you hold in your hand and where the body is quite long and the last half an inch, with the vibrating motor in it, is about an inch thick where all the fun happens...you could use something like that to get me used to having something up my bum...see how we go from there!"

Mum rolled off of the bed and my dad lay on his back as mum stood at the side of the bed, her legs were straight and wide apart, her pussy hole pointing straight at my face. She bent over his body and started sucking his cock as he started dipping one of his fingers in her pussy and massaging the wetness he'd left in her over her anus.

I watched as my father eased the tip of one finger up her bum hole, he'd managed to get more than an inch up her bum before she got him off with her mouth, I chose that moment to finish climbing the stairs, my mother swallowing his jizz as fast as she could as my dad was pushing hard to get a little more of his finger up her bum before she lost interest in sex for the day.

I stood in their bedroom doorway and said, "I'm sorry guys, I should have called out that I was home!"

Dad yanked his finger out of mum's bum, that movement made her climax all over again and she collapsed on the bed at his side.

I turned my back and walked into my own bedroom, mum was wrapped in a dressing gown and following me through my bedroom door in a few seconds.

There was an awkward silence and then she said, "Erm darling...about what you just saw..."

I touched her arm, "Mum, I'm not a baby anymore...I know that you guys have sex..." I fought through my memory banks, the last time I remembered hearing my mum doing the rhythmic breathing in the night, "...like two weeks ago, after the plumber came to fix the boiler at the old house, you and dad did it for almost two hours."

Mum looked shocked.

I found an old jar of petroleum jelly that I used to use to moisturise my lips with in the winter until I got dad to buy me a chap stick and I retired the half empty jar to the back of my bedside drawer, I handed it over and said, "Here, tell dad to use this, it won't hurt you so much!"

Mum turned on her heels and returned to her bedroom, there was a lot of whispering going on but they still hadn't closed their door.

I turned my music player on and then I went to my bedroom door, I had a sightline into my parent's bedroom...okay, it was through the keyhole in the door but it meant that my mother didn't see me at the open edge of the door. Mum had taken her dressing gown off again and was standing with her back to my father...she was looking intently at my bedroom door as my dad used the petroleum jelly to help him put first one finger all the way up her bum and then another finger.

Mum was panting through an orgasm, dad said, "It's really turning you on knowing that Andrew could walk out of his room at any moment and catch you like this...isn't it?"

Mum looked nervously over her shoulder, then she looked back in my direction and she nodded her head guiltily.

I thought, 'My mum gets turned on by people looking at her, just like Vicky, when she was showing the guy on the hill her tits as she pretended to be rubbing sunscreen into her tits, even though most of the power had gone out of the sun!'

Anfrew Flint Part 2

I saw my mother stiffen, she gasped and stepped a pace away from my father's hand on her bum...or his fingers up it. "I think that's enough exercise for that particular muscle for one day...anyway, be dinner time soon, I'll have to get started cooking it.

I was still kneeling on the floor in front of my bedroom door, holding the cover plate for the keyhole out of the way with one hand so that I could see through it...down the landing to my parent's bedroom and the massive key that had been in the lock when we moved in, in my other hand.

Mum grabbed her dressing gown and left her bedroom, still in the nude, she was moving fast, as soon as she passed the top of the stairs, there were only two places that she could be heading for, the bathroom or my bedroom, I watched as she pulled her dressing gown on as she almost jogged down the hall, she called over her shoulder, "Don't forget to wash your hands carefully darling!"

I jumped away from the door, dumped my key on the bedside cabinet and leaped onto my bed, grabbing my book s I flew past it.

Mum walked into my bedroom tying the front of her dressing gown closed as she walked in, she looked first at the front of my shorts, the obvious bulge from my erect cock, then she looked at my book, it was actually upside-down in my hands, then she saw the large key on my bedside cabinet and finally, she looked at the back of my bedroom door, the cover that stopped people outside the room peeking in when the key was out of the hole was still swinging from side to side from where I dropped it so abruptly. I turned my book the right way up and saw the corners of her mouth curl up slightly into a smile.

Mum looked back at my shorts as she sat on the edge of my bed, the front of her dressing gown fell open slightly, exposing her right breast, she was still looking at the front of my shorts as she pulled the front of her dressing gown back into place. As my cock jumped at the sight of her breast, she smiled.

"What would you like for dinner darling?"

I shrugged my shoulders, I had no real idea what I wanted, "Something with chips please!"

"What did you have for your lunch.

"Vicky...erm...Mrs Clarke gave me a sandwich and some crisps."

"Well, if you had crisps for your lunch, it won't be good for you to have chips for dinner...come on down to the kitchen, let's see what there is to choose from."

I followed her down to the kitchen, I found two cans of Irish Stew and shook them in front of her, "We could have these if we had some nice bread!"

"That's a good idea darling, the shop will still be open, we could walk around there and see what bread they sell...I've just got to pop up to my bedroom to get dressed."

I saw her pretty pink dress peeping out of a packing case in the dining room. I loved that dress because it was very short and the top of the dress was two triangles of material, formed into a halter neck at their apex and their bases overlapping and sewn into the waistband...I loved that dress because mum often flashed her knickers or her bra as she moved around in the thing. I said, "You could wear that one, the pink halter top."

My dad had just walked into the kitchen at that point, he spotted the dress that I was pointing to and he smiled.

Mum looked at him and then back at me, "That dress isn't really designed to be worn outside the house darling, I usually only wear it to make your father happy inside the house."

I made a disappointed sound, "Oh...okay then."

Mum looked at my dad again, he was raising and lowering his eyebrows suggestively, grinning at her and nodding his head.

Mum sighed, "Donald, you're a pervert..." under her breath and then she said, "...Donald, could you pass me a bra and knickers please?"

I watched my dad offer her his empty hand, the "Pervert!" was much louder this time but mum stepped into the dining room, closing the door behind her and thirty seconds later she stepped out of the dining room pulling the front of her dress into place over her breasts.

We stepped out of the house and I pointed to the dead end of our street, "There's a footpath at the end of the road that's a short cut to the main street."

We set off along the street, mum linked her arm in mine, I looked over at her, because the top of her dress was basically open to the waist, just the overlapping triangles that stopped people straight ahead of her seeing anything but at the side, where I was walking, I could see her left breast quite clearly.

She looked at my face, realised what I could see and her nipples both grew under her dress, just like my cock had done inside my shorts. She smiled at me but did nothing to hide her left breast from me.

We started down the path, the short cut from our road to the main street, close to the village shop, as we started from our street, a man started to walk towards us from the other end. The path was just wide enough for me and my mother to walk side by side but not for a third person to pass us.

Mum said, "I've never walked so far in this dress before, I've only ever worn it inside the house, I never realised just how rough the inside of the dress was!"

I looked at her nipples standing to attention as her breasts swung free under the front of her dress.

When we got close to the man, mum pulled me against the fence so that we had our backs to the fence to allow the man to walk past us, the thing was though, now that she was standing sideways on to him, he could see as much of her breast as I could see through the gap in the cross over front.

He slowed and looked from my face to my mother's breast, I saw the front of his trousers stand out from his body.

"Good afternoon Andrew...is this wonderful creature your sister?"

I had a moments panic, Peter had introduced me to a million people earlier on today, suddenly the name 'Demetrius' popped into my head, "No Mr Demetrius, my mother, not my sister, her name is Kim Flint."

He offered my mother his right hand, she went to shake his hand but there was only one shaking movement before he pulled her hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of her hand, "Not Mr Demetrius Andrew...Demetrius is my first name, I'm one of the village's full Greek residents!"

I could see that having the back of her hand kissed was throwing my mother off her game slightly, she didn't know how to respond to the Greek thing so she babbled, "Hi Demetrius, I'm one hundred percent English!"

He looked a little disappointed, "Pity...oh well, perhaps you will be a little bit Greek the next time we meet Kim...it has been very nice to meet you!"

We parted, he continued to our street and we turned to face Main Street again, "I find people around here a little strange Andrew!"

"Erm mum, don't get mad at me or anything but I think that when he told you that he was one hundred percent Greek, he was hoping that you'd say something like, 'I like Greek!' Peter told me earlier that it's a kind of code, Greek means sex...well. one kind of sex but Peter told me that I'd have to find out what kind of sex for myself!"

I grinned at her awkwardly but I guessed that everything was okay because her nipples seemed to have expanded even more under her dress after I pointed out that Demetrius was offering her sex.

We continued our slow walk towards the shops, mum took her phone out of her shoulder bag, she sent dad a text message, I couldn't read it all but she was basically telling dad that she'd already been offered sex, even though I was with her, the reply came back in a flash, this time I did manage to read most of the reply...'Take any opportunity that presents itself...love D'. Mum read the message and she pulled me tighter against her side, "You've grown up a lot in the last few days darling!"

I thought, 'More than you could ever imagine mummy!'

On Main Street we met a couple, a man and a woman walking along, they stopped and said hello to us, names were exchanged, the man announced that he was half Greek, as he said it, he looked hopeful, mum looked down at my face, she was ready for the Greek response, "Oh really, I like Greek!"

Mum winked at me and the man's hopeful look turned into a smile, he looked all around and gestured to yet another footpath that seemed to run in the direction of the church, "Have you ever been down that path Kim?"

"No, where does it go?"

His grin widened, "It runs to the church eventually but fifty yards in, there's a private little niche."

Mum gave me a guilty look, he stroked her bare arm, "I'm sure that Andrew understands everything, he spent most of the day with Peter Clarke, I'm sure that the Clarke family showed him everything that he needs to know about our little community."

My mother let the man guide her along the path and into the discrete little niche, his wife encouraged me to follow my mother and her husband, when I reached the niche, I heard my mother say, I've never done it that way before."

"Well, it feels very slippery back here and you're not overly tight!"

I couldn't see into the niche, well, just their feet, I saw my mother's feet move until they were pointing away from the man, he said, "Put your hands on the fence and if I hurt you too much, I'll use the other hole!"

I heard a gasp of pain, "Am I hurting too much?"

"Just let me get used to you being in there, I'm sure the pain will go away soon."

I stood there with the man's wife, exchanging awkward glances and then there was the sound from my mother, the regular 'Huh...huh' over and over again. Someone approached from the direction of the church, he stopped to talk to the wife of the man fucking my mother, there was no doubting that we were standing just a few feet away from two people fucking, he smiled at me, "Didn't I see you with Peter this morning young man?"

I nodded my head.

He smiled at the woman, "Would you like a little Greek Anna?"

She looked at me and then she nodded her head, he pulled a branch up, exposing my mum, bent over, holding on to the fence with Anna's husband pumping his cock into her... mum looked over at the sudden opening of the screen, she looked into my eyes and then she closed her eyes in pleasure as Anna flicked the back of her dress over her lower back and stood next to my mum in the same pose and just as the second man started fucking Anna up her bum, he let the branch fall and they all disappeared from my view.

It all got very boring for me, just standing there, listening to two women grunting as they were being fucked and the sounds of two men's hips slapping against buttocks.

I walked towards the church, kicking at stones as I walked. I reached the church and walked slowly back down the path, when I spotted the niche again, mum and Anna's husband were just stepping out if the cover of the bush, it looked like my mother was about to kiss the man but he reeled away from her in horror.

I could see that mum was shocked by his reaction, there was a mumbled apology from my mother, a mumbled explanation from him and then they shook hands, mum had a wry grin on her face as I gathered her arm up with mine and we walked back to Main Street, mum giggled, "I think I'm going to love living around here Andrew but I'll never get over the concept of sex as a form of exercise and not being expected to kiss a man that I've...well...you know, you saw what we were doing when his wife joined us with Ray."

I nodded my head, what was Anna's husband's name?"

"Adonis...and he was quite an Adonis...too!"

In the shop I picked out a baguette for our dinner while mum and the shopkeeper flirted a little.

As we left the shop my mother's face was alight with pleasure.

I actually opened the tins of Irish stew and heated them in a saucepan while mum and dad held a whispered conversation about her experience with Adonis in the living room.

Even from the kitchen I could tell that dad was on an excitement overload, I simmered the stew for twenty minutes, then I turned the ring off under the pan, being an electric hob, there was a lot of residual heat in the ring to keep the stew piping hot while I sliced the baguette and buttered it. I'd done as much as I could towards dinner as mum and dad talked in private in the living room, I walked to the doorway, leaned against the doorframe just as mum said, "Men as well...they don't see it as a gay thing, they see it as just another form of exercise, so they could offer you anal sex as easily as they offer it to me!"

I saw a shiver of excitement run through my dad's body as mum told him that men in the area might offer to do anal sex on him, the way that Peter had already offered it to me.

"I've finished dinner mum, it just needs dishing up now!"

The conversation over dinner was very much more relaxed than it had ever been before, my parent's had decided that they didn't need to hide sex from me anymore, after all, I'd been the one to mention to mum about the 'Greek' code and what it meant and I'd seen my mother being arse fucked by a total stranger.

Mum kept her pretty pink dress on all evening, I got lots of flashes of tit and flashes of her pussy and bum as she moved about on the sofa with dad, I went to take my shower at nine o'clock, I didn't lock the bathroom door like I usually did at our old house, mainly because, unlike all of the other doors in the house that were really old and had massive Victorian mortise locks on them, the bathroom door was newer, the bathroom had been next to the kitchen when the last tenant lived in the house but he had four kids so needed three bedrooms, the old bathroom was now a dining room and the smallest bedroom had been converted into a bathroom and small, walk in, wardrobe and so, in a house full of doors that locked, the only door that didn't was the bathroom.

I was washing myself when the door opened, mum walked in on me, the first time that she had been in the bathroom while I was in the bath or shower since I was about six years old. I stopped washing myself and watched as she walked over to the toilet, she flicked the back of her dress up and sat on the toilet. I could easily have stopped in the shower cubicle until my mother finished using the toilet but I turned the water off and stepped out.

Mum watched me as I dried myself off, I knew that she found what she was about to say embarrassing because she started out with, "You can tell me to mind my own business or choose not to answer me at all..." I stopped drying myself and looked at her, "...the thing is, well, with this village being the way it is...did Peter try to have sex with you when you were hanging out with him earlier?"

I held back the smile, "He asked me if he could..."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything...I think if he had tried, I might have let him, I like Peter...I like his whole family!"

"It's just...well, your father had a special friend at school who he used to experiment with when he was your age and he was starting to worry that you weren't getting the same chance, living where we did in Leicester."

I smiled at her revelation...my dad had been sodomised by a friend of his at school when he was my age, and the fact that he told my mum about it meant that he probably liked doing it...or, rather, he liked having it done to him.

"Would it freak you out if we went out for a little while after you go to bed darling?"

"I guess not...make sure that all the doors are locked before you go out though!"

I went to bed but didn't go right to sleep, I heard my mum and dad leave the house about ten seconds after I went to my bedroom, mum was still dressed in her pretty pink dress with no bra or knickers under it still.

Ten minutes after they left, there was a knock at my front door, I went to my mother's bedroom window to look down and see who was knocking at my door. Peter was grinning up at me from the front door step.

I ran down and opened the front door, "I shouldn't let you in, my mum and dad are out!"

"Your mum saw me on the park, she was walking around the park, marking her territory, I think your dad was watching her trying to attract a man on the park...anyway, she told me that you were home alone, she said that I could sleep over if it was okay with my mum...Vicky said it was okay with her so here I am...ready for a sleep over."

I backed away from the doorway and let Peter in before closing and locking the front door. I went to my bedroom and Peter followed me. Once in my bedroom we just stood there looking at each other awkwardly, Peter broke the silence, "Hi Andrew, I'm Peter...I'm a quarter Greek!"

I whispered, "I like Greek."

Peter grinned at me and stepped in closer, he started to unbutton my pyjama top and as he pushed it off of my shoulders and whispered, "Help me with my shorts Andrew darling."

I felt very awkward having another boy calling me his darling but I shook that feeling off quickly and I pushed his shorts down. I did a little follow-through as I pushed his shorts all the way down to his ankles, my forehead pressing into his belly as he lifted his feet for me to push his shorts over his feet. Peter put his hands on the back of my head and he pushed down gently, "While you're down there Andrew darling, would you like to give my cock a little suck, get me nice and hard for you?"

I let Peter talk me into sucking his cock I was just bending over at the waist with my legs straight while I sucked him and he pushed my pyjama bottoms down. He spat on his finger and rubbed it against my bottom. Peter started breathing hard, he was close to his fun place and at the last moment, he pulled his hips back, his cock left my mouth and he turned me...pushed me face down on my bed and got in behind me. He pressed the tip of his cock against my bum hole just as he exploded, I gasped in pain as the tip of his cock opened my hole but it was a short lived pain, he climaxed up my bottom and then he backed out again.

"There, how does that feel?"

I stood upright, my hands rubbing my bottom, "It feels really weird...like I need a poo."

"Try and hold it all in for at least ten minutes and I'll fuck you properly, once my spunk had soaked it, it'll make it easier for me to get my cock up your bum without too much pain."

Peter pushed me back onto my bed on my back and he lay at my side, "I know that you'll feel weird about it but can I kiss you?"

Feel weird...that's an understatement but I'd already sucked his cock and let him inject his spunk up my bottom, I closed my eyes and nodded my head. As Peter kissed me I imagined it was his twin sister Dawn kissing me.

With the picture of Dawn in my head and my eyes closed, I started to really enjoy Peter's kissing me, after five minutes Peter started rubbing my cock with his hand, he got me to an orgasm with his hand and then he whispered, would you like me to give you a little suck before I fuck your arse Andrew darling?"

I nodded my head.

Peter knew exactly how to use his mouth to give a boy pleasure and I had my second climax in ten minutes.

"Are you ready for me to fuck you now Andrew?"

I took a deep breath and nodded my head. Peter flipped me face down on the bed, "Andrew, this will hurt you a little but the more that you relax, the less it will hurt and the faster you'll get used to my cock being up your bum."

I took another deep breath.

Peter got into position, I felt his cock against my bottom and clenched my muscles, "I'm going to count down from five, when I get to zero, I'll push in...okay?"

I nodded my head, I breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed momentarily, "Five..." Peter rammed his cock into my bum as hard as he could, I cried out in pain and tried to get out from under him. "...just relax, I'm all the way in you now, I'll just lay here until you tell me to fuck you!"

I was panting like you hear women on TV doing when they give birth. After two minutes the pain was all gone, "Peter...you bastard...you said that I had until zero and you did me at five!"

"Love hurts Andrew darling...you'll realise the first time you break into an anal virgin, if they know you're coming, it always hurts them ten time more and it takes ten times longer to start fucking them without pain!"

I took one last deep breath and relaxed myself as much as I could and then I breathed out and said, "Okay Peter, I'm ready!"

Peter had told me yet another lie, he had said that he was all the way in but he wasn't, his first move after my telling him that it was okay for him to carry on, he pushed another inch of his cock up my bum when I'd expected him to pull out first.

"Peter, you're a lying bastard!"

"Let that be another lesson Andrew darling, when a man wants to fuck you, he'll tell you any and every lie in the book to get in you!"

Peter pulled back two inches and then he pushed forward again, he fucked me slowly for twenty minutes and then he said, "Are you ready for me to go for it now?"

I took another deep breath before nodding my head and I said, "Yes, go for it!"

Peter turned from long, slow, loving movements to rapid, short, stabbing thrusts and after five minutes of that, he climaxed, filling my bum with his sperm.

"We'd better have a bath before we try to get some sleep, it'll be very messy in this bed in five minutes time!"

I let Peter take control, he ran me a bath, he was cuddling me a lot...cuddling and kissing me. I was about to step into the warm water but Peter stopped me, he pointed to the toilet, "Try and take a dump first darling!"

Peter was caressing my head as I sat and let his semen fall out of my bottom and after wiping myself clean we tumbled into the bath together. Peter washed my body and I washed his cock carefully. I just stepped out of the bath and wrapped myself in a big towel as the front door opened, I heard dad say, "I think Andrew and his friend are still up darling!"

I heard another man's voice, a stranger's voice saying, "Perhaps I should go...try this some other evening!"

Mum's voice was next, "Don't be silly, John will go up and see that the boys are okay...we can go through to the living room and have a drink while we wait for Donald to come back down."

There was a knock on the bathroom door, I opened it and dad gave me an awkward smile as he stepped in, he looked at the very naked Peter. Peter didn't care that my father could see that Peter was naked, Peter was just dabbing the corner of his towel against his body.

Dad held his hand out, "Hi, I'm Donald, Andrew's father!"

Peter shook my father's hand, "I'm Peter Mr Flint..." Peter gave my father a coquettish look, "...I'm a quarter Greek Donald!"

I saw my father smile at Peter's offer, my dad took his mobile phone out of his pocket, he pressed speed dial one and moved the phone to his ear. "Kim, I'm going to be a while, why don't you start without me!"

Dad closed the phone down and looked into Peter's eyes, "Hi Peter, I like Greek too!"

Peter took my father's hand and they walked into my bedroom together, I followed on behind them, as I closed my bedroom door, Peter said, "Do you prefer giving or receiving Donald?"

"I like both."

Peter reached for his shorts, he had a box of condoms in one of his pockets, he took a condom and waved it in front of my father's face.

I heard a sound outside the bedroom door, mum was climbing the stairs and she was giggling, I looked at the door, I wasn't alone, Peter and my father also looked, the next sound was mum, closing the bedroom door.

Peter touched my father's shoulder, "Why don't you get undressed Donald, we can flip a coin to see who gives first!"

While my father was undressing, Peter peeled my towel away from my body, he pushed me down on my bed, pushed me over as close to the wall as I could go and he positioned me on my back. There was a coin toss, Peter won and he gestured to the bed, "Face down please Donald!"

My father joined me on my bed and Peter rolled the condom down his cock before climbing on the bed behind my dad, Peter pushed my dad's head a little towards me, "Kiss Andrew Donald!"

Dad's lips covered mine as Peter rammed his cock up my dad's bum, dad gasped but not in pain, it was a gasp of pleasure.

"When was the last time you had a cock up your bum Donald?"

Das pulled his lips off of mine, "The day before I married Kim...I had one last fling with my old university roommate."

Dad went back to kissing me as Peter fucked him up his bum.

Peter was breathing heavy but from the effort that he was putting into fucking my father, not because he was close to his own climax, he panted, "Andrew, can you reach your father's cock?"

I found a little chink between my father's belly and the mattress and I slithered my hand under him, taking his cock in my hand as my father pushed his tongue into my mouth.

Peter grunted through his climax and climbed down off my father's back. I pulled my mouth away and looked at Peter as he pulled the condom from his cock and tossed it in the bin.

A thought crossed my mind, 'When my father shook hands with Peter, Peter had looked shy and coquettish but as soon as we were in the bedroom, Peter definitely took control over both me and my father!'

Peter patted my father's shoulder, "Stand up please Donald!"

I was pulled over to the edge of my bed and Peter moved my face until my father's cock was touching my lips and Peter directed me to suck my father while Peter got a second condom ready to roll down my father's cock.

As Peter rolled the condom down my dad's cock, he pushed me face down on my bed and he spread my legs wide apart.

"Peter slapped my bottom and said, "On you go Donald...climb aboard!"

My dad stammered, "I thought that I was going to fuck you Peter...not Andrew!"

Peter chuckled, "Andrew needs the exercise...if you aren't satisfied after you fuck his arse, I do have a third condom, I'll let you do me after Andrew!"

We fell silent for a moment as my mother had a very noisy climax in the next bedroom.

Peter gestured with his head towards me, my dad climbed on my back and I gasped in pain as my dad inserted his cock, I'd gotten used to Peter's size but my dad's cock was twice as fat, Peter pushed down on my father's bum to force him all the way in, "Just rest inside for a few minutes Donald, Andrew gets used to the pain very quickly."

Peter was right, just two minutes of discomfort and I said, "I'm okay now, you can carry on dad!"

Peter slapped my dad's bottom this time, "Get on with it then cowboy!"

Peter knelt at my side, he turned my face so that he could kiss me, he stroked my fringe out of my eyes, "You're being very brave Andrew, tell Donald to fuck you harder!" And as soon as I told my dad to fuck me harder, Peter covered my mouth with his again and he slipped his hand under my stomach and he rubbed my cock until my father climaxed into the condom covering his cock.

Dad collapsed onto my back panting hard as I spurted into Peter's hand.

It all seemed a little bit of a letdown as my father rolled off of my back and stripped the latex from his cock and tossed it into my bin. I lay there listening as my father joined mum and her new friend in their bedroom, mum said, "Did you have fun darling...sounded like you did...how did it feel fucking Peter up his bum?"

Dad harrumphed a, "I'll tell you all about it later!"

Peter smiled at me, "You feeling sleepy darling?"

I shook my head.

Peter helped me up and he sat on my bed kissing and cuddling with me. I pulled my lips off of his and whispered, "Why didn't you kiss my father?"

Peter chuckled, "I didn't kiss Donald because he was just a man to have Greek fun with, not someone to love!"

"But you kissed me!"

"That's because I want you to be my boyfriend, not just an exercise bike to ride when I need to empty my balls...I've never had a boy of my own age living in the village before and I think I really love you!"

We cuddled together listening to my mum and dad fucking with a stranger in their bedroom, at some point I fell asleep and when I woke up, Peter was sitting with his back against my bed's headboard and my head was on his lap, his cock against my cheek, even though Peter was sitting up, he was actually fast asleep.

I lifted my head, it disturbed Peter a little but he didn't wake up, he just slid to his left and ended up sleeping along my pillow at the head of my bed. 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh!' I shook my head in disbelief, looked at my clock, it was five o'clock in the morning and my mother was still fucking...but, was it my father who was fucking her or was the stranger still here giving her pleasure.

I left Peter sleeping in my bedroom and walked down the passage to my parent's bedroom, the door wasn't closed but it wasn't as wide open as it had been earlier in the day when mum and dad were playing on their own in their bedroom. I pushed the door open and stepped into the bedroom. I recognised Demetrius instantly, he was sitting with his back against my parent's headboard, mum was face down on the bed, Demetrius' cock in her mouth as my dad was fucking her up her bum. Demetrius was the only one that was facing in my direction, the only one to see me entering the bedroom.

Demetrius smiled at me, "Hi again Andrew, nice to see you again...and so much of you too!"

I looked down my body, I'd been so sleepy that I hadn't even thought about the fact that I was still totally naked from my fuck with Peter.

"Have you come to play too Andrew?"

I looked back into Demetrius' eyes and shrugged my shoulders.

Demetrius eased himself out from under my mother's mouth, "Did Peter do a good job of getting you ready for his uncle to fuck Andrew?"

I shrugged my shoulders, I didn't like to say that my father had fucked me last night as well as Peter.

Mum turned her head so that she could see me just as Demetrius wrapped his arms around my body and kissed me, he put my hand on his cock, "Well, what do you think Andrew, could you manage this up your bum?"

I lifted the weight of his cock, his cock was longer and fatter than my father's but I still said, "Probably!"

Demetrius looked at my mum and dad fucking on their bed, they were right in the middle of the bed, if I were going to let Demetrius fuck me, I'd have to do it on the floor or in another room. Demetrius almost read my mind, he let me go and moved to kneel onto the edge of the bed, he carefully rolled mum and dad over so that dad was on his back on the mattress, mum was on her back on top of my father's chest, he hadn't missed a stroke and mum only missed one 'Huh!' from her long chain of grunts.

Demetrius wrapped his arm over my back, "Doesn't your mother have a fantastic body Andrew?"

I nodded my head.

Demetrius pushed and pulled me into position on my hands and knees, he pushed my face between my mother's legs and told me how he wanted me to lick my mother's cunt out as he got in behind me to fuck me up my bum. When Demetrius got close to his orgasm, he stopped and he pushed my body up my mothers, "Open your legs wider Donald!"

Demetrius lifted my legs with his cock still in my bum and moved them over mum and dad's legs so that now I was kneeling between my mother's thighs, when Demetrius started fucking me again, he was pushing my cock into my mother's cunt. I wasn't doing anything towards fucking my mother, Demetrius was doing all the work as he pushed his cock into my bum and pulled it back out again.

As Demetrius spurted off in my bum, I did the same in my mother's cunt and my dad filled the condom that he was wearing...we all finished at the same time.

Demetrius took me through to the bathroom and he sat me on the toilet, as I expelled his semen, he washed his cock nice and clean. Even though Demetrius had pumped far more semen up my bum than Peter did last night, it took me far less time to empty my bum after Demetrius' fuck.

I went back to my own bedroom and cuddled up to Peter on my bed, even though he was in a very unusual position and then I fell asleep until Peter woke me up with a stiffy prodding into my bum at eight o'clock in the morning.

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